She looked up quickly. “I’m not coarse—no! But I’ve got no purity of mind—no real purity of mind. Swiftly he looked back to Melusine and found she had whisked to the window, dragging a pocket handkerchief from her sleeve and hastily blowing her nose. Sailors would leave them at the trader's. CHAPTER III. Bodies! Bodies! Horrible things! We are souls.
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